our family is gone

Lance met with those extraordinary people not to discuss, but to inform them.

Hamlet's rules must be followed. If you can't accept them, you can just leave. Otherwise, if something happens, no one can escape.

Of course, Lance also agreed to open an official market for extraordinary people, which does not need to be hidden like Rat Street.

There is also an open library, but the only information available there is basic knowledge. It’s not that there isn’t more, but some things are not suitable for wide dissemination. Many supernatural rituals are extremely bad, and if they are spread out, the trouble they will cause will be very serious.

If you want to get in touch with more complex knowledge, you can pass the assessment to join Hamlet, or you can exchange your own things. No one will cherish free things.

In fact, to put it simply, Lance is building a new communication platform among the extraordinary people, while also carrying out a certain degree of supervision, in order to end the chaos.

And recruit those extraordinary people to work for Hamlet, and of course open up more resources to them.

Lance didn't explain it to them one by one. Someone would tell them the detailed rules later anyway. In the end, he just gave those guys a warning.

"I know what you are thinking. You regard Hamlet as a shelter, and run back to avoid the church after committing crimes outside. But I want to tell you that Hamlet does not welcome scum who endangers society. Whether it is hunting extraordinary people or ordinary people, any evil will be brought to justice!"

What is a transcendent?
Lance knew it all too well, because he had gotten to where he was today by killing people and sacrificing their spirits, then refining his enemies into skills and equipment.

But someone didn't want it to end like this, and suddenly someone spoke up on the scene.

“We need more compensation just to open up some basic knowledge with so many restrictions!”

Lance looked up. The man who was speaking was probably in his forties or fifties. His breathing was disordered and unstable, and there was anxiety on his face. It was obvious that he was hurt by the words just now. He had probably killed extraordinary people or ordinary people.

Their mentality will change when they come into contact with supernatural powers. Although they are oppressed like rats by the church, they still consider themselves superior.

I'm crazy and think I'm a genius. The reason why I'm in this state is because I'm suppressed. The world owes me. If I'm given a chance, I'll soar to the sky.

I can only say that self-confidence is good, but from "Don't bully the young" to "Don't bully the middle-aged", if it's a few years later, it might be "Don't bully the old". If he is really a genius, how can he not even be a master?
Now that he has lived for most of his life, he can barely be considered an elite. Although no one knows where he came from, it is certain that he is a complete waste, which is also the portrayal of most individual extraordinary people.

Lance understood why he had to jump out at this time. If he didn't fight for this opportunity, his life would be like this, so he had to fight, but it didn't mean he would back down.

"Compensation? Hamlet doesn't owe you anything. If you don't want to accept it, you can just leave. I'm not forcing you to do anything."

He withdrew his gaze from the man and suddenly said something incomprehensible, as if hinting at something.

"Let me be frank. I understand why many people pursue this goal their entire lives. After all, supernatural powers do have a fascinating charm.

But we all know that this thing depends on talent. If you don’t have this talent, you might as well return to life and stop having those unrealistic fantasies.”

As soon as he said this, the other extraordinary people understood that Lance was complaining about the guy who showed his head. All eyes focused on him for a moment, and there was a hint of mockery in everyone's whispers.

How could that person stand this? It was totally hitting his vital points.

But he didn't even have the courage to turn hostile and shout out "three years". His expression changed several times and in the end he became a joke.

The fact that they didn't even leave was enough to show that they didn't dare to give up the conditions given by Lance, but Lance just kept waving his hand to indicate that they would not give in.

"Leave Hamlet alone."

Seeing that he was still standing there with a defiant and vicious look on his face, Lance's originally calm tone suddenly became violent. He raised his finger and pointed, shouting angrily with a fierce look.

"Get out of here right now!"

Lance released his aura which turned into pressure that swept over. Everyone present turned pale as the pressure instantly exploded. If they had not been sitting, they would have probably fallen down.

Even when leaning back in the chair, he was still in a state of panic and fear, and he did not dare to look directly at the lord. The dignity of the strong should not be offended.

And they are just the ones affected, what about that guy who wanted to show off just now?
He was frightened to death, his eyes wide open, his head raised, he fell back on his seat, unresponsive, and the extraordinary people around him were so frightened that they trembled and tried to crawl away.

A group of wild dogs will start barking when given a bone. Unless you take out a big stick, no one will know who is the master.

Lance does want to create a normal environment, but that doesn't mean he needs to compromise with those rotten fish and shrimps. The only valuable extraordinary people are those trained by his own school.

He didn't even bother to care and just turned around and left. His time was precious and someone else would take care of those things.

All the extraordinary people in the auditorium felt fear. After Lance left, many of them reacted and cursed the dead guy for causing all these troubles.

"Who the hell did you think it was? Why are you pretending if you don't have the ability?"

"Bah! You are such a waste, and you are causing trouble for everyone."

"If we anger the lord, what if he..."

Today's scene will be deeply engraved in their minds. At least when they make trouble, they will think about the consequences of offending Hamlet.

But no matter what, Lance's promotion has put the problem on the table and given these people a way out.

In fact, there are still many extraordinary people hiding in the city and waiting for news. As these people leave, the relevant situation quickly spreads within the circle.

Lance didn't care about this. He didn't place his hopes for extraordinary people on those old hands. He would only feel at ease if he trained them himself...

In the sanatorium, it has been several days since Paracelsus obtained the crystal materials, and they have been working overtime to test them in order to find out as soon as possible the effects of these things on humans, or organisms.

Because it was top secret, Lance called Boudica over to do the hard labor. Even Lance himself had to come here frequently, partly to understand the situation and partly to worry about any impact.

After all, that thing clearly shows signs of contamination and erosion to living things, whether it is crystallization or petrification.

But now none of this matters, because the effect of this material is completely beyond their understanding.

The crystals were ground into powder and mixed into the food of the experimental subjects, who were then ingested without their knowledge. However, there was no obvious effect after a few days.

Since it is impossible to find humans to conduct the external experiments, we can only use laboratory mice to conduct the experiments. The results are also not obvious after ingestion, wearing or even embedding.

The research seemed to be at a stalemate, but the fruits and vegetables brought from the farm showed very powerful effects and could easily heal flesh and blood injuries after being eaten.

What's interesting is that the fluorescent fluid that comes out of the crystals that Lance collected also shows a certain healing effect.

The three materials show different effects, and the secret of the crystal has not yet been discovered.

"It's amazing. We didn't find crystals in the excrement, nor in the stomach after the autopsy. Can crystals really be digested? Then why didn't it work?"

"Perhaps the lack of effect from wearing or setting it is simply because the amount is too small to be obvious. I think it needs more detailed research." "The material is running out. I need more material and more time..."

Paracelsus' words made Lance understand that even if he didn't find a way to crack the problem, he still needed to go back into the farm, not to mention that he actually had an idea.

Originally, he interrupted the test because he needed to come back to take charge of the overall situation. Now that the situation here has stabilized, he really needs to continue testing, both for the sake of materials and to verify his own ideas...

On the other hand, Amanda has recently been thinking about how to solve the maze of the farm. Both the constellations carved on the stone slabs and the elements of the landing of the comet have made her focus on this.

She drew some very strange star maps by recalling the stars above the farm, but she was stuck there.

Because these things have no regularity at all, and are very different from the real astrology.

"What is this for? You are all wrong. How can there be such a star sign?"

You know, Tamara lives here now and spends her time reading those materials, but under the same roof, she soon discovered those things and couldn't help but complain.

"Take a look at these to see if there's anything special."

To be honest, Amanda didn't want to let more people know about this, but there was no reason why the astrologer couldn't use it.

"what?"

"Come on, I'm useful, help me study it."

Amanda was unwilling to reveal the reason, which made Tamara speechless, but now the two sides are allies, so they can only help with the research.

All I can say is that professionals are different. Tamara quickly found the interesting situation, immersed herself in it, and suddenly reached out to Amanda.

"Give me a knife."

"What do you need a knife for?"

"Don't worry about it, use something sharper." Tamara certainly has a weapon herself, but her action is to indicate that she is taking the initiative.

Before, he had been away for too long and had lost his understanding of Hamlet, so he was completely dominated by Amanda. Now that he has finally reached his advantage, he naturally wants to save face.

Amanda had no idea what she was up to, but she just casually pulled out a throwing knife and gave it to her.

Tamara took the flying knife and smiled crookedly, I'm going to start showing off!

She just cut those crude star maps into pieces. Amanda said nothing and had no intention of stopping her.

“This should be here…”

Amanda seemed to understand something as she watched Tamara piece the fragmented star map back together. After discussing it with Tamara, she took the information and found Lance.

"Perhaps my ideas can help solve the chaos of time and space in that farm."

"Let's talk inside." Lance just came back and saw Amanda waiting, so he invited her into the study.

"The time and space of the farm are chaotic, but why can't we see it?" Amanda took out the star maps to illustrate, "Because it truly reflects the location of that space. If we can divide it into pieces and then restore it, we can find the right way."

As she spoke, Amanda pieced together the shuffled pictures, and when Lance saw this, he instantly understood something.

Although the scene on the farm ground does not seem to have changed, the starry sky above is scattered. If we can piece them together to create the real scene, we can also find the route to crack the code.

Because the stars changed as the space changed, Lance thought it was equally chaotic and didn't notice this part.

What he thought of was to use the power of the [Prophet's Eye] to spy on fate to forcefully break it, directly see through the illusion of reality, and then find a way out of it.

Now Amanda's idea gave him another way of thinking, which showed that Amanda was a very competent consultant.

"You did a great job!"

However, Amanda did not take all the credit for herself. "This was Tamara's idea. She is an astrologer and has a special understanding of the stars. Maybe she can help us."

Lance didn't agree to her words immediately, but his attitude was somewhat intriguing.

She had recommended Tamara when they were searching for the wax-melting wizard before, and now again.

You have to know that before, the two of them were eager to kill each other. It can't be said that they had a deep hatred, but it was a fight to the death. How come their relationship is so good now?
"I'm not helping her, I'm helping myself."

Amanda seemed to notice Lance's confusion and took the initiative to explain.

"It's clear now that I'm your man. In the past, I, as a seeker of omen, would have specialized in killing traitors like this. Although those guys haven't expressed their opinions, it's possible that my name has already been placed on my former teacher's desk.

That guy is a complete perfectionist. She will not allow a stain like me to appear if she wants to compete for the seat of elders. Another faction may want to cooperate with us, but they will not protect me.

So now I have to join forces with Tamara and push her to the front to attract attention, and if I can disintegrate the organization, that would be even better.”

Lance was a little speechless when he heard this. There were factional struggles and intrigues all over the place. Couldn't he find a class to attend if he had nothing to do?

"How about I help you kill all those guys?"

Amanda was very surprised to hear this, because she had heard Tamara complain before that Lance was unwilling to help.

“Tamara told me before…”

"Tamara is Tamara. How could I do these things for her? But you are different. I will not allow you to get hurt."

Lance interrupted Amanda casually, but she looked obviously pleased, with a smug smile on her face.

But she was not stupid enough to agree to it. On the contrary, she refused tactfully.

"There's no point in killing those old guys now. It will only cause a lot of trouble for no reason. Let the Roma solve it themselves."

Lance was not joking, because he needed the foundation accumulated by a supernatural force to support the subsequent communication between Hamlet and other supernatural beings.

He didn't feel bad at all for finding an excuse to kill the Roma, but unfortunately Amanda refused, so he had to put this excuse aside for the time being. (End of this chapter)